99'

I’m a little down this time of year.
Suppose I could stand up and face my fears
But I’ll just bleed out right here on the floor instead.
In my head all I wanna do is move up to the big city,
But you won’t wait up for me.
All I see is a little place on Orange Street just you and me.
This is the last time I’ll feel like nothing because I am something.
Tonight I’ve got my fingers crossed that you’ll be coming home.
I despise how I can’t hold a candle to his eyes.
I’ve held back for too long.
I’ve built up from the bottom twice before.
Wooster square in the summer.
I’d take you there in a heart beat.
I’ll pick you up at eight.
I’ve got a car seat with your name on it,
I hope your down with it.
This is the last time I’ll feel like nothing because I am something.